Okay, so this could get kinda long.
As most of you know, I’ve been back “home” here since the end of June after five or so long, hard years in the States. I went home with nothing but my son and two suitcases, and I had no family at home to go to. I got back on my feet, put myself through grad school and came back here because the cost of living is better, there’s ready access to health care, and because I wanted my son to know the Chinese side of him and his Chinese family members.
My son’s great aunt offered to put us up when we came and I accepted because we’d kept a good relationship, or so I thought. But from the moment I got here, she’s been asking for money. I gave her what I felt like I was able, but she was clearly not pleased with my offering. I moved out of her house as quickly as possible, too, as she was clearly of the mind that she would be making all decisions concerning my son, and seemed to act like I had no sense whatsoever.
She didn’t tell me before I came here what dire financial straits she’s in these days. I knew things weren’t going so well, but didn’t know how bad it was. This woman used to be very wealthy, but now she’s in a flipped position.
I don’t have any more money to give her, though. She thinks I’m loaded because a lot of rich kids attend the school where I teach, so I must be making a killing. She was actually angry at me in turns for refusing, when I moved out, to rent out an apartment for 20,000 NT per month and allow her to set up an office in it, and then when I refused to hire her friend as an amah to cook and clean for only 18,000 per month.
But I’m so mad at her now and just don’t know what to say. Thursday, apparently, her brother, who works in NY issuing Taiwanese visas to Americans—but REFUSED to issue any kind of visa to me—came back to Taiwan last week and only came to Kaohsiung for the day. She emailed me, and had called me three times asking :
“Received phone call from Jerry (her brother) this afternoon, that he back Kaohsiung and hope
to take dinner together this evening.
I am expecting and pride to introduce outstanding HouseKitten to my brothers (plural because my son’s grandfather lives here in town, but has so far refused her every attempt to introduce them. This man would be at the dinner because this brother supports him completely—I mean bought him a house and pays his every expense.)
so, please kindly grant me to take HouseKitten attend dinner together
if you agree, I will let Uncle of HouseKitten go to pick HouseKitten up to restaurant .”
Well, I didn’t get her messages until the day after this dinner. Nothing to be done about it. But before I got any of the messages, I got another email saying that “we understand” about me not letting HouseKitten join this dinner.
Yes, if I’d gotten the messages, I likely still would not have allowed him to go. One reason for this is because Jerry and his brother (the father of my ex) are the only family members that the ex-still talks to and I don’t want the ex to have anything to do with anything. (Right now, the ex isn’t on the island.)
And “B” my kid has been getting lots of invites these holidays to things that I’m very obviously not invited to. I understand that I’m not “family” any more, but I don’t want this situation because I don’t want a big obvious line drawn between “family” and Mommy, especially not in the Chinese sense.
And Thirdly, the last time this great aunt tried to force HouseKitten to visit his grandfather (who was the one to refuse contact, because she was trying to do this behind my back) I told her when I found out that I didn’t appreciate that, and she told me that every one in the family knew what kind of terrible person I was because my ex had told them “everything” and they all believed every word. They’d known him longer than I had and he was the most perfect human ever to take a dump in this world. (And that’s the way he’s treated, too, because he’s the first son.)
So I don’t want my son allowed a lot of time when I’m not present around people who feel this way about me. And besides, as the first son of the first son, every damn time I allow him to be around them without me, he comes home with “little prince syndrome.”
And I have been letting him go with his great aunt each Saturday and Sunday morning to practice Tai Chi because he loves it and he’s good at it—and I really did want them to have a relationship. I used to get very afraid of being so alone in the States because if something happened to me, that was it—he was totally alone.
But when she got pissed at me because I didn’t know about the dinner and didn’t respond, I told her to give me a break. I’m tired of these kinds of arguments. It happens that he place I’m living now has a built in office space that would be perfect for her former plan, and she was really pissed when I refused to allow her to work here, and we had to have a huge go-round about that.
Half this woman’s problem is that she just “thinks” she knows what I’m all about already, and the other half is that she thinks I don’t know anything. She doesn’t ask questions, just lays blame.
So, anyway, in reply, she informed me via email that she would be by at the usual time in the morning to pick up HouseKitten, (she missed this morning) and then asked me if she could borrow thirty grand.
And this thirty grand number keeps coming up. I’m not sure what it’s about. It’s true that when my husband and I first got together she helped out with tickets for me to visit my mother when she was ill, but that’s the only thing I can think of. I asked her for $300 US once, when I first got to the States and I was desperate. I don’t know what this is. I’m beginning to think my ex told her some crap or something.
But the irony here is that I just told someone tonight that I don’t want to sue my ex’s family for the support he never pays for our son. I’d rather have the peace and distance that that debt seems to bring.
No way my son is going wit his aunt in the morning, but if anyone has any ideas of how to deal with this, could you let me know? I really don’t believe she was ever this ugly of a person before. She’s just awful!